Arthur's body burned all over. His breathing coming out in short, quickly gulps. The pain in his back almost unbearable.

A few feet away lay his black wings. Broken and disfigured from the force of the separation.

A good five or six feet away from him was his tormentor and captive The one that had put him in this pain.

The angel sat on a elegant yet plain chair, legs crossed and fingers intertwined together, chin resting on those hands with a cruel smirk on the thin, pale lips.

Arthur let out a low growl and glared at the angel with angry green eyes. Brown black eyes met the glare full on, cruelty showing itself in the depths.

"Don't look so angry, demon. You brought this on yourself," that voice teased knowing full well that it wasn't true.

"B-bastard!" Arthur spat, holding back a small whimper of pain. The smirk fell from the creatures lips, a frown in it's place. In a blink of an eye the angel was in front of Arthur. He grabbed Arthur's blond locks and yanked his head up. A small whimper escaped the demon's mouth. His head aching from a new pain.

"You will respect me, creature," the angel yanked on Arthur's hair harder, "You will not talk back to me! Do you understand?" he added menacingly, shaking the demon's head head. Arthur bit his tongue and nodded. "Say it!"

"I-I u-understand," Arthur whimpered. The angel didn't like that answer and yanked the demon's hair again.

"All of it," the angel snarreled.

"I-I understand, K-Kiku!" England answered, holding back a small sob.

AN HOUR BEFORE

"Arthur!" A voice yelled. The said demon looked up at the approaching blond demon, grimacing.

"What do you want Francis?" Arthur asked bitterly. Francis smirked.

"Did the little demon wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" the demon asked. Arthur bit his lip, holding back the urge to strangle the demon.

"No. I asked you what you wanted, so spit it out!" Arthur barked, irritated. Francis faked shock.

"Little Arthur can't take a joke," the blond demon sighed before throwing an envelope at him. "Ivan has a job for you." And with that Francis left, flying off. Arthur grumbled and opened the envelope, taking out its contents. The only thing was a letter.

Dear Arthur,

I have a job. I know you will not refuse, da? This is fairly simple, and even you can succeed with your low standing. All you have to do is deliver a message to our spy on the North Eastern border of the boundary. Even you can do that, da? I hope you can.

Sincerely,

Ivan

P.S. If you fail, I will personally rip off your wings and tie you to Francis' bed. Good luck!

Arthur shivered lightly, horror easily shown on his face. He did not want to be tied to anything with Francis in the room, let alone his bed.

The demon quickly ripped up the letter and tipped the envelope upside down, not having to wait long for another piece of paper to fall out. Without even reading it he stuck it into his left back pocket and wandered over to the exit.

"I wonder why we have a spy there..." He muttered to himself as he walked over to the portal to the North Eastern Boundary. The security demon at the gate stopped him.

"State your business. No unauthorized entering," the demon said with ice blue eyes trained on the small blond demon.

"You're too stiff ludwig. Anyway I have business in the boundary. Orders directly from Ivan," Arthur answered and Ludig grimaced.

"Entry accepted" he muttered. Arthur had to stop himself from laughing and walked over to the portal. He took one deep breath in before jumping. In an instant he was in the Boundary.

"Damn... it's too bloody dessolit here," the demon muttered and started to walk over to the main part of the boundary. "Now where is this spy..."

As if on cue a dark figure emerged from the other side of the boundary. Arthur's green eyes moved to look at the figure, horror striking his face.

What he saw was not a spy... or even a demon for that matter.

What he saw was an angel, clad in the whole military general gear. Arthur stood there for a few seconds, terrified. An angel general could easily kill a demon of his standing with one blow.

As the angel came closer, Arthur could see a smirk on his thin lips and the demon instantly reacted. His wings sprung from his back and he sprinted towards the portal. The angel only laughed lightly before two more angel chased after Arthur, easily caching him. The general flew over and landed in front of the portal.

"My, my... What have we here?" the angel taunted, one hand pulling out a katana while the other held his chin. "I believe it's a Demon i restricted territory and..." the angel put the tip of the blade under Arthur's chin, forcing his head up ,"If my information is correct, you have information on you."

"General Kiku, why would a demon of his class be delivering information?" One of the angels holding him asked. Arthur didn't really know which one was talking, but he didn't want to think about it.

"Why indeed. Release it, I will check him myself," General Kiku answered, sheathing his blade. The two angels released Arthur, bt Kiku easily grabbed him before he could escape. "Now, where would this message be?" Arthur growled, despite his fear.

"Let me go!" he yelled, squirming in the angels grasp. Kiku didn't like that at all. In a swift motion he had both of his arms around the demon.

"Hm... I don't think you would be smart enough to memorize the message," Kiku said and one of his Angels came closer. "Cover his mouth." The angel nodded and put his large hand roughly over the demons mouth. "That's better~ Now where would you put something valuable... definitely not in your front pockets, right?" the angel chuckled, but his actions were the opposite of what his words meant.

The mans slender hands easily groped Arthur's thighs, coming up slowly to his hips before actually investigating his pockets. "Hm.. not there. Maybe... in the back?" Kiku asked and Arthur made a small growl from behind the hand, getting a chuckle from the general."Then it must be in the back," Kiku answered and his hands roughly grabbed Arthur's ass, massaging it before going for the pockets, though one hand went in a different direction.

Arthur let out a whimper as the angel grabbed hold of his tail,yanking it roughly as his hand slid inside of Arthur's right back pocket. He let out a huff and yanked the demon's tail again.

"Not in that one," he muttered and moved his hand to the next pocket. "It must be in this one right?" Kiku asked, not expecting an answer from the demon. Kiku's hand slid into the pocket and a smile appeared on his face. "Well, well... he did have the message," the general chuckled before bring out the piece of paper he was looking for. Kiku released the demon, the two angels taking his place. Kiku flicked his wrist, giving a silent order to the angels who did what was commanded. Both of them punched Arthur in the gut, making him curl over in pain. His eyesight started to waver and the angels punched him again and again, till they were told to stop.

Arthur whimpered, his body feeling numb. The next half hour was a blur. Everything was going by too fast for his mind to comprehend. When his mind could finally focus on one thing it was too late.

He was chained to the floor, shackles around his wrists and ankles, keeping him from getting away. Kiku stood over him, smirking at the demon with cold black-brown eyes.

"Well, the little demon finally came to his senses, huh?" Kiku asked, his foot was placed under Arthur's chin, forcing his head up. "Do you know what your boss did?" the angel asked, his voice going sour, causing Arthur to flinch. "Your boss sent you as a decoy," the general spat, anger filling his voice. The angel's slender hand tangled itself in Arthur's blond hair and yanked it up. "Now you are going to get the full force of my anger."

Again, two angels appeared and held him down to the ground, his arms and legs being forced at and awkward and painful angel. Kiku appeared behind him, two hands on his back.

"What would you do without your wings, hm?" Kiku asked, one hand moving to grab a wing with crushing force, making Arthur whimper. "We could just find out, right?"Arthur's breath hitched in his throat at what the angel general was implying.

"N-No, please d-don't," Arthur pleaded, but the plea fell to deaf ears.

"Denied," Kiku answered. His hand gripped Arthur's wing even tighter, shattering the bones in it. The demon screamed in agony, tears streaming down his face. Kiku was relentless, he moved his hand down to the base of this wigs. "All the way down to the root," Kiku laughed before ripping up, the whole of Arthur's wing breaking off from the spine. Arthur let out a blood curdling scream that made even the angels holding him have a little sympathy.

Kiku seemed to soak in the screams coming from the demon. "Good, I'm almost feeling better," Kiku hummed before gripping Arthur's other wing by the base. "Scream more," was the only thing the angel said as he ripped out the other wing the same way. Again the demon let out a blood curdling scream.

"General-" one of the angels holding him started but Kiku cut him off.

"Release him from the chains and leave," Kiku ordered and the angels did as they were told. Now Arthur lay battered and broken on the floor, with Kiku a good five or six feet away.

PRESENT TIME

Kiku grinned at the crying form in front of him. He easily squatted down and grabbed both of the demon's arms, hauling him to his feet.

Arthur gasped lightly as he came to stand on his feet, but they didn't hold him. The moment Kiku let go he started to fall, but Kiku caught him again. Arthur wanted to die, this was the worst thing that could have happened to him.

"Is the little demon hurting?" Kiku asked with fake concern. Arthur growled low, though it seemed to amuse the angel more. "Well, we may have to get you all fixed up." And with that Kiku lifted the Demon up and carried him off to some unknown room.